The weight of her sorrow is heavy Sun shining outside window an insult to her pain One moment she floats toward her dreams Next chains anchor her to pain chaffing her delicate skin Up the down staircase Continually fighting her … Continue reading →

I miss the touch of your skin. I miss knowing that you were mine and I was yours. I miss that certainty I felt in our coupledom. I miss the routine of our Saturday errands and lunch after. I miss … Continue reading →